3:41 PM|*sigh* thanks for the mom wishes... i haven't left for her place yet....

why???

BECAUSE TWO (not one) TWO OF MY POSTERS WERE CHOSEN BY COWBOY MOUTH FOR THEIR TOUR AND TEE SHIRTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

with the quote said about them "they are gorgeous"

WOOOOOO!!!!


that is all. go about your business... i must deflate my head now.

12:20 PM|yes. i am posting. but not for a few days. mom just called. chiropractor told her she might need an mri.mom is a wreck. she never sounded in this much pain even after the aorta surgery.

be back soon. hopefully.

12:50 AM|okay... so my buddy over at toetag just wrote me and said in reference to stalking (hypothetically):

"Plus you're an open book - hard to be a threat when I know where you are at any given moment. I just have to wait until you're blog mentions that you've gone on a 4 state killing spree."

okay... i am addicted to this thing. after posting 11 times yesterday, i think i am going to take a break for a few days and sit in the corner shaking with the DT's...

(or maybe just post once a day)

(or twice)

12:24 AM|ah... so letterman had elijah wood on... always have liked him (yeah yeah yeah - i KNOW he's only going to be 21 in january [it was mentioned on the show, i am not stalking HIM] but ever since he started in the biz, i always thought he was a cute kid. about 9 years ago i wanted to have a daughter so she could marry him. yes. that was the plan. don't judge me)

and now he's Frodo.

i so want to see Lord of the Rings...

oh... and i think i yapped too much yesterday :)

today is the 12th... a hearty happy birthday to my friends Rodney and Bill... and ALSO a happy b-day to KD at Surreally!!!

7:17 PM|hold it. i made a new button for the z-list...

6:45 PM|okay so i just added myself to the Z-List....

and i chose THIS button:





of course, i realize that this week alone i have posted an item witha link to sir wheaton... so, shall we chalk it up to MY site is 98.9 wheaton free?

[stumbled over to the z-list via poodlecircus!!]

3:44 PM|the tests lately have become SO all the rage that even allan.org created one of his own!!!
The Eighties Pop Act Test deems me:

55% Eighties Pop Act You are The Smiths: You were a peripheral player in the eighties, people thought it was cool to be your friend, but they never really wanted to spend time with you. Go watch Twin Peaks reruns.

1:16 PM|have to get full-time job. i just scared myself by screaming "oh My God!!" at the television.

what was on?

i am ashamed to say Days of Our Lives...

dear God. don't let me become one of those women that says, "i have to call you back, i have to watch my stories"

12:46 PM|yes. apparently this week "all the rage" has been to take those "what are you?" tests. i gave in every time. i am a lemming. *sigh*

12:37 PM|crikey! i am one fat cat!



Take the What Cat Are You?

[link via kerowyn]

12:19 PM|sweet mother of god. i am not even qualified for THIS job (nice email address by the way)

11:01 AM|my mother is insane.

what? really? yes.

[disclaimer: love her to death. but.]

i get this call from her crying about how she just tried moving a dresser.... [for all you new readers... a brief recap... SHE HAD SURGERY IN JULY - on her aorta.] she was moving the dresser so she could plug a lamp into the socket behind it...

and she heard something "POP"

and then she had excruciating pain...

as she's telling me this all i am thinking is the aorta burst or something... and/or a disc ruptured in her back. and i say you really should call the doctor when we hang up"

"NO! i am not calling the doctor! i am sitting here with a bag of frozen onions on my back!"

"call the doctor, mom"

"NO YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!"

>> click <<

what the? dial up again.... she has taken it off the hook.

keep dialing... because, besides worried, she has now pissed me off.

i am not a bad daughter. i am not cold. i am not callous. i am 60 miles away and i have no idea what to do. something has "popped" in my mother's back and she's all alone down there (with the flu, i might add) and i am concerned.

so i try calling once more... she answers screaming like a lunatic "LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!"

ok... um.... you called me FIRST for the sweet love of potatoes!!!

anyway... i got her to calm down. turns out it's a bag of frozen peppers and onions she is using for an icepack... and she's waiting to see if the pain will go away... um... i am thinking that one of the disks in her spine has gone haywire and no. no it's not going to go away.

and here it is... 1 fiasco underway and it isn't even Noon. *sigh*

10:23 AM|WOO!!!! my oldest friend (known her since grammar school) kate just got a blog!!! heh... "one of us! one of us!"

10:22 AM| GEMINI (May 21-June 20): Health problems can result in or from depression. It's important to formulate a plan of action when progress is blocked. Self-confidence is most likely all you really need; let it show!

CANCER (June 21-July 22): You enjoy a generally good day today. Good investments pay off. Ambition and creativity are strong. Excessive eating may prove bad for your health, so eat moderate, healthy meals.

okay... what can i pull out of today's horoscope?

health problems... ok... the lack of sleep could be bringing on the flu. just sniffly right now... depression is over... that was happening yesterday when i was trying to drum up ideas (of course if they come back to me saying "ah, yeah, they really didn't like it"... THEN i will be depressed)

self-confidence... see!? okay... so bucking up...
(mantra: they will like the poster. the poster is great. you are great. you are getting a swelled head. be humble. sorry. okay, where were we? they will like the poster.)

ambition and creativity are strong yeah yeah yeah... i suppose i have to keep sending resumes out.

Excessive eating WHY!? dammit... why do they send me the horoscope AFTER i just ate a bagel with cream cheese and a large dunkin donuts coffee with milk and 1 sugar??!!?! WHY!??! (for all you weight watchers fans out there... a DD plain bagel with cream cheese is 12 points -- i have a 20-25 point range for the day...) - oh and i had fettuccini alfredo last night for the first time in months... 2 years ago i had eaten it every day for 7 months straight. i swear to you. you think i am kidding. i ballooned up 40 pounds. i'd like to blame ex-matt on this but i suppose it was my fork that helped out... although the pork chop etoufee incident really wasn't my doing.

12:48 AM|
I am Matched Phrenology Busts.

I enlighten Norwegian glass bacteria with richly sponged hardwood thought processes. Four ripe metronomes ridicule my lucky castle of relief. My auspicious mercury rides level coral.

What erudite spheres reveal strata? The Utterly Surreal Test

[got this link off joe's site...]

6:30 PM|beautiful words...

Hi Erin,

I think that's it!
Let me show it to a few and I'll let you know tomorrow.
thanks a million,
Jon

11:59 AM|got this link off of wil wheaton.net

11:41 AM|mom woke me up. i told her that i was up til whenever and instead of letting me go back to sleep, she growls at me that i was feeling sick to begin with and that i was an idiot uammer yammer yammer and how she was going to the doctor because she is sick...

"could i go back to sleep?" says i

"you are foolish" says she... and hangs up.

good, so i turn over... then fidget a little... then toss over a little more... then the bladder pipes in... and here i am... voila! thanks mom.

6:55 AM|2.5 posters done. illustration in works right now. carpal tunnel setting in. seeing spots in front of eyes.

all-nighters (doing work) are not meant for 31 year old women. the last time i plled an all-nighter was february 13th 1999 when i was at methodfive. working on the lenoxcollections.com site. stayed there til 7am. set the alarm off in the building at 3am because the cleaning guy didn't realize i was there.

that was the last night i was ever truly happy at a job. the next day methodfive was sold to xceed and the days of milk and honey began to disappear.

god i have to go to sleep otherwise the lack thereof will cause me to spiral into a depression funk

and i really have nothing to be depressed about... all is going swell on all fronts... even jobwise... heck, i have freelance gigs lined up... not many, but a handful... am thankful...cheering up and bed is opening up the covers and motioning for me to hunker down adn pass out...

5:11 AM|am still awake. have finished 1.5 posters. keep changing my mind on the designs midway through. *sigh* tired. listening to cowboy mouth and wearing mardi gras beads to inspire. unfortunately my bed is a foot away from me and beckoning me... "come hither, erin... you know you want to... sleeeeeep... sleeeeeep.... before the plaster guys get here in 2 hours.... a little nap"

cannot. will not wake up til 7pm then.

taking break to tear my eyes away from what i have done thus far... have to do that every so often.... otherwise i start to hallucinate and think "hey... that's a good design...you're finished..."

(yeah yeah yeah... Keep It Simple Stupid... i know. i know...)

12:01 AM|okay... i have been sketching out the ideas for the poster. why isn't this flowing as smoothly as everything else i design? usually i am so damned fast there is leftover time and people are shaking their heads saying "wow, you did that so fast" now i sit. i stare at my screen and i am blocked. *sigh*

i will snap out of it. maybe i should eat something. had an omlette this AM and then some macaroni around 3pm... gonna make coffee and stay up all night (even though my 31 year old body just snapped its neck back in fear saying "you are doing WHAT?! oh hell no!!!")

9:13 PM|okay... i am feeling like the flu is lurking over my shoulder.

4:08 PM|ok. 6 months without designing crap (for money) and now i have the CM freelance gig... have i been able to break out of the Artist's Block that has engulfed me? no. is it really a block? or am i trying to sabotage myself? am i feeling like there's such an overwhelming bit of pressure on me... that's ridiculous... i am only designing a poster for the band that i have LOVED since 1993... no. no pressure at all... no overwhelming sense of "jeezuz, this has to be perfect and capture their essence in an 11x17 inch image by monday morning."

maybe i am just fricking yapping too much and procrastinating so i don't have to hear if they hate it or not... oh screw it erin. either they will like it or not. you have 3 posters to design. do it. do IT!! they called you. you didn't call them. remember that.

okay... see kids, since i don't have COBRA i have to do my own psychoanalysis [stressing the word "psycho"]

ok. if i post anything on this blog within the next 3 hours scream at me!!! seriously.

must get into Mardi Gras frame of mind. never have been down there for it. only went for jazzfest. did design the nolalive.com site a few years ago, but... that's different... didn't exactly idolize my client (who i designed silive.com for... ironically enough, never have been to staten island either -- although i hear it's lovely there this time of year ;)

10:37 AM|oh by the way... bloody marys and cookie dough yesterday afternoon. more photos to follow when i am not so lazy.

10:09 AM|when you wake up at 7:45am and your first words out of your mouth are "you have to be shitting me"... it just can't be good.

plaster working guys started working upstairs. come on! it's sunday. it's the Lord's day. almost makes me yearn for the days when i was woken up by the jehovah's witnesses at 10am.

so up and out to the diner to get away from the noise and hammering that had begun.

awake. brisk breeze shaking me awake even more...

food. waking me up further.

come back to apartment. plaster guys are quiet. bastards.

was it a ploy to wake us up? was it a conspiracy to drive us from my apartment and laugh?

tired. want to go back to bed. have fear that the power sander will start up again.

so tired that i am speaking as if this is telegram [stop]

10:01 AM|as it turns out, i have a show at 8pm on Friday january 11th ... where? no idea yet. but i am slated to perform